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unwind with - Mannat by Sonu Nigam, Shreya Ghoshal
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“ Bhaiyya, do kilo aalu, ek kilo pyaaz aur do kilo tamatar aur dhaniya dena.”
( Brother, give me two kilos of potatoes, one kilo of onions and two kilos of tomatoes and coriander. )
So, today's menu all set with ghee Aalu paratha with tomato and peanut chutney. Bujima used to cherish the Aalu paratha exclusively made by Mahesh fufaji. ‘Bujima’ that's what I habituated to address Bua ji before I lost the remembrance because of her sudden bitterness. Maa promulgated that it was accident but how could I move on from the truth that my unnecessary drama caused loss of two people who treated me like glass doll. I was mistakenly but undeniably cause of all misery Bujima was going through. She lost her baby and somewhere I was the root of cause, I could not bring Uttu bhai back but I could definitely become her gudiya which I was. I pledged myself that I will bring back my Bujima. I had seen the longing for her son in her eyes, even though our home currently bustled with people but she dwelled in her room gazing at old album. I did not sure but she grow more biased towards Mr. Arya, maybe Uttu bhai would be alive, he certainly aged like Mr. Arya.
I felt like all this year I just enjoyed everything without having acknowledgement that Bujima breaking into pieces for love and affection. Nauseating that's what I experienced suddenly, I sensed unforseen dampness of my tears fogging my eyes and my mind respectively. I blinked my eyes to suppress the grief of tears with promise that I will her love again.
“ Aavi. ”
Richness of american accent swirled beside me I glanced beside to locate Aunt Krystal standing with curious gaze. When first time I met her, I refused to accept that she was in her late fourties. It was like after her twenties her age forgot to increase. Her maintained and proportioned figure with clear skin made me envious and same time awed by her charms. I smiled at her and collected the vegetables in bag after paying the shopkeeper, we walked towards ‘Bansal Ghar ’.
